Wrong Together

Once upon a time

I was in class 

with a substitute 

playing a familiar math game

the rule was that 

even when wrong

you'd get a point for 

being the only one 

to guess an answer

of course 

there'd be more points for getting it right 

the same answer as everyone else

you want the right answer

but I alone guessed wrong 

got a measly point

the others won more

substitute said 

if you're the only one who thinks something

your probably wrong

laughed a little

like

always

wrong

was what she meant 

it wasn't true

I thought

but time passed

years

i was tired

For no reason

i remembered

then, 

finally,

that little boy 

who yelled that the emperor had

no clothes

was naked

look

you can see right there

but I forget what came next

and either way

the tailors got away with it 

and everyone

was humiliated

what a disgrace

maybe it's best 

To be wrong 

with the crowd

sometimes